Enid [coming out of their high school graduation ceremony]
God, what a bunch of ****.
God, I know. I thought that chipmunk face was never gonna shut up.
Enid I know. I liked her so much better when she was an alcoholic crack addict. She gets in one car wreck and all of the sudden she's Little Miss Perfect and everyone loves her.
T Todd
[At the graduation ball]
Hey, Rebecca.
Enid What about me? Am I not even here?
T Todd
Hey. Hey, Enid. [turns back to Rebecca] So, we finally made it, huh?
T Todd
So, uh, where are you... uh, where are you gonna go to college?
Enid We're not.
T Todd
Really? Both of you? Why not?
Enid Just because.
Yeah, we made other plans.
T Todd
I guess I should have figured that you two would do something different.
Enid So, Todd, what are you gonna be when you grow up?
T Todd
Well, I'm majoring in Business Administration and thinking of minoring in Communications, so—
Enid See, that's exactly the type of thing we're trying to avoid. [pulls Rebecca away] Look at this. Is Stacy Himmler going out with Rod Harbaugh?
Enid He'd better watch out or he'll get AIDS when he date-rapes her.
J John
Well, well, well. If it isn't Enid and Rebecca—the little Jewish girl and her Aryan friend.
Enid You're late, asshole.
J John
Fine, and how are you?
Enid Did you bring the tape?
J John
[shows her the videotape but pulls it away when she tries to take it]
You never paid me for that tape of the lndian dance routine.
Enid Yes, I did.
J John
You Jews are so clever with money.
Enid [snatches the tape off him]
**** you! You stupid redneck hick.
You should check out the personals. Maybe our future husbands are trying to contact us.
Enid Here we go. "Windsurfing doctor, Mensan IQ, maverick Sagittarius. Let's hit the clubs, make each other laugh."
Enid Jesus, listen to this one. "Do you remember me, airport shuttle, June 7? You, striking blond with yellow dress, pearl necklace, brown shoes. I was the bookish fellow in the green cardigan who helped you find your contact lens. Am I crazy, or did we have a moment?"
God, that's so pathetic. I mean, she probably didn't even notice him.
Enid I know, and he's, like, psychotically obsessing over every little detail.
We should call him and pretend to be the blond.
Enid Oh, we totally have to.
Oh, it's that comedian I was telling you about. [turns up the volume on her television, which is showing an odd-looking man performing stand-up comedy]
JM Joey McCobb
[on the TV]
...I still live with my mother people think I'm peculiar.
JM Joey McCobb
So what if she's been dead for fifteen years?
See? That's barely even a joke.
JM Joey McCobb
Well, it's like I always say—take my life... please.
TA TV announcer
Joey McCobb, the weirdest man in show business.
Enid If he's so weird, how come he's wearing Nikes? [switches the TV off] Joey McCobb is our god.
Enid I bet. Actually, he kind of reminds me of that one guy you went out with, Larry. God, what look was he going for, a gay tennis player from the '40s?
Enid You dated him.
[about Weird Al]
I want to make love to him.
Enid I'm gonna tell him you said that.
WA Weird Al
[shows up to serve them]
So nice to see you again, ladies.
Enid Hi, Weird Al. My friend here has—
Enid She says she wants to—
[shuts Enid's mouth with her hand]
Shut up!
Enid [about Seymour's garage sale]
It was so cute how he had his own little bags. I thought I was going to start crying.
Yeah, he should totally just kill himself. [looking through the classified ads in a newspaper] Oh, here's one. Oh, but you have to share with a "non-smoking feminist and her two cats."
Enid I don't know. I kind of like him. He's the exact opposite of everything I really hate. In a way, he's such a clueless dork, he's almost kind of cool.
That guy is many things, but he's definitely not cool.
Enid As always.
Waiting for the bus that never comes.
Enid I wonder if he's just totally insane or he really thinks the bus is coming?
Why don't you just ask him?
Enid Hi. What's your name?
Enid Are you waiting for a bus?
Enid I hate to tell you this, but they canceled this bus line two years ago. There are no more buses on this street.
N Norman
You don't know what you're talking about.
Enid [Enid and Rebecca try to call on Josh at his apartment, but there's no answer at the door]
I bet he's in there jerking off.
I bet he never jerks off.
Enid Yeah, he's beyond human stuff like that.
Enid Yeah. You got a pen?
Enid [takes a tag left on Josh's door handle and starts writing on it, leaning on Rebecca's back]
"Dear Josh, we came by to **** you, but you were not home. Therefore, you are gay. Signed Tiffany and Amber." [puts it back on Josh's door handle]
Enid Why not?
ZO Zine-O-Phobia creep #1
Whoever told you that bullshit about boiling is out of his mind. Carpet beetles are the only way to get flesh off a corpse.
ZO Zine-O-Phobia creep #2
I'm just telling you what he said.
Enid [having just walked into the store]
Don't you creeps ever talk about anything nice? Don't you ever talk about fluffy kittens or the Easter Bunny?
ZO Zine-O-Phobia creep #1
[looking at Enid's green hair and leather jacket]
Look who's talking, Little Miss Badass.
ZO Zine-O-Phobia creep #2
Yeah, nice outfit. Who are you supposed to be, Cyndi Lauper?
Enid Blow me, doofus.
J John
[noticing Enid's green hair and leather jacket]
Oh, my God. Didn't they tell you?
Enid Tell me what?
J John
Punk rock is over.
Enid I know it's over, asshole, I'm not even—
J John
You really want to **** up the system? Go to business school. That's what I'm gonna do. Get a job in some big corporation and, like, **** things up from the inside.
Enid You know, I'm not even trying—
J John
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, do you have my money?
J John
[Enid pulls a dollar bill out of her pocket, scrunches it up and throws it at John. It bounces off his face]
Oh! Oh, how punk!
Enid You know that tape sucked, by the way?
J John
Oh, I'm so sorry if it offended Jew.
Enid Go die, asshole!
Enid God, **** you!
Enid You know, it's not like I'm some modern punk, dickhead! It's obviously a 1977 original punk rock look, but I guess Johnny ****face over there is too stupid to realize it!
I didn't really get it either.
Enid Everyone's too stupid!
P Paul
[Seymour is trying to interest a fellow collector in a record he's selling]
It has a large center hole and a hair crack.
But the crack is so tight, it's completely inaudible.
P Paul
But a tight hair crack is just that—a crack. I don't collect cracked records. I only pay premium on mint records. Seymour, you know that. Please.
Enid [Paul walks away. Enid, who has been listening, goes up to Seymour]
So, what was all that about enlarged holes and tight cracks?
Hey, you see that guy over there?
Enid Which one?
The blond guy over there. [Enid spots him and rolls her eyes] He gives me, like, a total boner.
Enid He's, like, the biggest idiot of all time.
RF Reggae fan
[walking past with his friends]
You guys up for some reggae tonight?
[after Enid lifts her hand, as if to say "See what I mean?"]
OK, you're right.
Enid [In a cafe, a shy young man has just given them a flyer, telling them that his band is playing there on Friday night]
God, what a dork.
Enid Trust me, at this point, I'm past the fact that every single guy likes you better than me.
Oh, face it. You just hate every single guy on the face of the earth.
Enid That's not true. I just hate all these extroverted, obnoxious, pseudo-bohemian losers.
CM Cineplex manager
What the hell is wrong with you?
Enid What? I was just joking around with the customers. It's my schtick.
CM Cineplex manager
Well, lose it. And why aren't you pushing the larger sizes? Didn't you get training about upsizing?
Enid Yeah, but I feel really weird. It's pretty sleazy.
CM Cineplex manager
It's not optional! [leaves her]
Enid [rolls her eyes]
Jesus.
C Customer
[A customer comes up to the counter]
Hi. Can I get a medium 7 Up?
Enid Medium? Why, sir, do you not know that for a mere 25 cents more, you could purchase a large beverage? And you know, I'm only telling you this because we're such good friends. Medium is really only for suckers who don't know the concept of value.
GS Garage sale woman
How much for this dress?
God, I can't believe you're selling that.
Enid That's $500.
GS Garage sale woman
What?
Enid 500.
GS Garage sale woman
You're crazy. It should be, like, $2.
Enid I was wearing that when I lost my virginity.
GS Garage sale woman
Well, why do I care about that?
Enid Well, why do you want it? I mean, it would look stupid on you anyway.
GS Garage sale woman
God! **** you! [tosses the dress back over the rack and walks off]
So, now are you gonna get a regular job?
Enid You know what my number-one fantasy used to be?
Enid I used to think about one day, just not telling anyone and going off to some random place. And I'd just... disappear. And they'd never see me again. Do you ever think about stuff like that?
I guess I probably did when I was your age.
Enid You know what we should do? We should just get in your car right now and just drive off. Just find some totally new place and start a whole new life. **** everybody.
I'm, uh, I'm not in any good condition to drive.
Enid I'm serious! I'm just so sick of everybody. Why can't I just do what I want?
Enid What do you want? [a pause. They look into each other's eyes] Don't you like me?